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Audie Leon Murphy

At five feet, five and a hundred and ten
The Marines said, “sorry, too small of a man.”
Yet he became greatest of World War men,
The Army’s David to Goliath stands.

An orphan at the early age of sixteen,
Enlisted at nineteen then off to war.
As part of the 15th infantry team,
Lived four hundred days of front-line gore.

Audie earned honors for courage and bravery,
Every medal of valor, his story. 
Through the horrors of war so unsavory;
The most decorated soldier in (U.S.) history.

He embodies the greatest generation,
Yet today, we are so bereft.
Are there any of Audie's persuasion
To redeem what valor is left?

To Leon

Leon,

    Your love is beauty to me 
like spacious skies 
over gentle Cologne seas

Mila 18 By Leon Marcus Uris

read with absorptive guilt, aged sixteen; it haunts me and will never leave.

Leon Byner Has Left the Building

Leon Byner has left the building 
After 23 years of people bargaining
He was the people’s voice to be heard
And on most things he was undeterred 

I remember him spinning discs in the 60s and 70s
As a radio disc jockey so cool you see
Before shifting to talkback radio at 5AA
Where he would take on the issues for SA

So like everyone he has reached his 
final show
And today 1/12/22 it was his time to go
There will be people now taking a sigh
As South Australians we wish him well and goodbye.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Rainy Leon

This is in memory of legendary Leon Chaitow — — a piece of my 'Sasha & Leon Christmas walkabout'.
..............................

There are always people who feel rain

And others who only easily become wet, whether they feel or not.

But there are extremely few people whom you have to be all eye to see, who not only feel the rain, nor become easily wet.

They have a full-black jacket with an yellow umbrella in hand and are aware of how to get wet gently and drop-by-drop to make their footprint singled out in every rainy Christmas walkabout, whether they are really there or not.

They should be the most slowest rain-stricken people in history, whose path, guaranteed by the last drop, smells like an unending rain for all the flowers to grow
And all the lovers to walk.

They are themselves, one of the kind,
Still follow the same path, whether we walk on or not
Still a guest cloud is the proof of their presence,
whether we feel or not,
And
whether we get wet early or late
or not.
..............................

Researcher & poet, INEF

Mostafa Sarabzadeh

Leon

Loving
Eager to try new things
Ornery and funny
Notorious for being hard to wake -up

Kings of Leon

The road in front of us falls away,
The radio static becomes a wall we nod our heads to,
And the car splutters along like cheap fireworks
Again your eyes slide off the dash onto my hands
Which are busy being nervous.
In this silence it is impossible not to feel like an uninvited guest, 
All flesh, no voice. 
I reach to touch the speakers and this rope around us
Snaps.
After two hours, three dirt roads, and one discussion of what real rock music is,
We still have an ocean in front of us

Maybe April comes early this year
Maybe winter decides to stay home
Maybe my skin becomes a lighthouse
Just maybe.

You are the last shred of lightning that connects me to the storm.

This Masqurade - a Leon Russell Tribute

Ivory pieces transcending space and time
where the words just got in the way
lost inside the smoke of just another day

A song for you deep from a sensitive mind
reaching for a reaction for actions done wrong
forgiveness sung for a special friend of mine

When the dew drops no longer shine for me
and a hard rain begins to fall
they'll be no visitors after midnight
but I'll still be calling your name 

We were all alone and I was 
singing this song only for you!!



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pT5aYRgmgyM

Second Time's the Charm

I’ll keep this short, 
that all may know
These words I write, 
I write to show

A singer* once said of 
the trade that he plied
A poem is a person, 
stands naked and spied

A compliment given 
reflects back upon 
The giver if not 
those words were steeped on

So when you tell me 
just so, to be nice
“The stanzas you wrote 
I just had to read twice”

(I'd expect you to do so
And second that motion
Re-read it my self
Added words to this notion)

Please do a poem honor 
and read it again
Don’t let first time through 
be simply the end.


*Here's to Leon Russell!

Leon

LEON, MY KING, HIS KING
IRIS, HIS QUEEN, HIS *****
I LOVE LEON
LEON IS MY KING
I WOULD DIE FOR HIM
HE WOULD KILL ME FROM WITHIN
I WOULDN'T DARE LOVE ANOTHER
LEON IS ALL I NEED
HE WOULD KILL ME SLOWLY
IF I LEFT FOR ANOTHER
I HAVE LEON THEREFORE
I HAVE LIFE
THANKS LEON FOR LOVING ME
NO THANKS FOR THIS LIFE

Inspiration Kings of Leon Somebody

Think I'm showing off
Full of bull
Never there to push when pulled
Dulled 
Looking to cull the itches
Looking to subtle the trenches
No that cant be
Not from what these eyes see
Not nobody
Correction.....
Not anyone can come between 
Nor hurricane typhoon
Rollercoaster monsoon
Even with destiny' great angst
Or fates recluse
Or judgement day' recruit
Uff spine abiphida too
The gallows n their noose
A 4 star general in an army of stampeding moose
Man my mind is open like a splinter
This unorthodoxed summer fling will survive the coldest winter
But right now I need a right hand
N that ain't the impression that's not given from off the muscle
Stay busy
Hustle 
Hard 
Hustle 
Hustle 
Yeah its all to simple
Too easy to lay down with infidelity
But not me
Get it through ur skull
PLEASE 
N help or leave it be
This mystery still intrigues me
To be seen of whether Shakespeare had it
' to be or not to be '
This sink ain't sunk so get outta the water stream......Peace

Ain'T Got the Slang But You Got the Face To Play the Role Ode To Kings of Leon

Backstage and waiting
For my favorite 
Band to just show up 
Anticipation
Has got me dizzy

Heavy songs like: "Milk"
and "McFearless"
Here's my respect 
For your music;

On God, Life 
Teenage sex,
and "Tranies"

Southern
Home-grown

Kings

Wouldn'T (With Leon In Mind)

You're the only one who turns my cheeks a rosy pink.
The only one that makes my future so clear.
Living the moment.
Was what I was all about.
But with you.
"Living the moment" is just another phrase.
Never thought this could ever happen.
Afraid with excitement.
Never thought I'd fall in love so quickly.
Seems like I'm rushing.
But with you.
It's the perfect type of speed.
With you I'm me.
Wouldn't change that for the world.

Gonna Miss You (With Leon In Mind)

I wanna hear your voice one more time.
Wanna taste your lips before it's to late.
Wanna embrace you till my time's up.
I want you to stay here with me.
And hold on tight.
Don't fly away into the battle of war.
Where darkness embraces your soul.
But if you must.
Promise...
Promise me you'll return.
Promise me I'll see you when your days are up.
Tell me that you love me.
And all will be okay.
Cause I'm drowning in my tears.
Till you're back.
In my arms.

Connected (With Leon In Mind)

The song flying smoothly from your lips.
The wramth of your hands entwined with mine.
The hugs so warm and loveable.
The touch of your lips against mine.
We expressed.
We talked.
We understood.
Only within those few hours did I feel such a connection so strong and alive.
You made me blush.
Laugh.
Feeling shy, like a schoolgirl with her first crush.
Being with you blew my heart away.
It blew my mind away.
Leaving me weak at the knees.
When the time came to say good-bye.
We kissed.
We hugged.
Hoping to see each other forever more.

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